(cw mention of pet death, as usual can’t put it behind a cut because mobile)
oh no there’s a new dog on Petfinder named Loki and the part of me that is weak to magical thinking is all “maybe it’s a SIGN that he’s the Right Dog for me!!” even though I know that’s…objectively silly
also getting a dog named Loki, or renaming a dog Loki, seems like asking for trouble of one kind or another
also also, Dachsunds are fine but I’m not in love with them as a breed, and the dog I really want (and that I’ve actually met) is this one because she’s very cute and soft and she seems like a sweet girl
which…is also sort of a problem, and yet another example of my garbage brain: shortly after Scully died, I was angsting about when I should get another dog and how I’d know it was the right dog or the right time, and I got some good advice from people on here, and then I figured it would make sense to wait until after midterms because that will be slightly more than a month and after that it won’t matter as much if my schedule’s not as flexible. that felt pretty reasonable to me. I visited a few adoption clinics anyway, because I wanted to, and Hazy stuck out to me as a pretty ideal choice because she’s pretty much the only adult-but-still-young dog available right now that meets my very subjective personal cuteness/softness criteria while also being small enough that she probably won’t make our place feel more crowded than it already is (the only other good possibility at this point is Rayne, whom I haven’t met, and she’s somewhat bigger than Scully…although she might also have more training than Hazy does). I first saw her at an adoption clinic about a week before Scully died, actually, and I liked her then; since then I’ve visited her a couple more times and got to pet and hold her at the most recent adoption clinic, and…well, I really like her.
but of course the closer I get to the date when I’ve said I could get another dog, the more I’m like…hang on, is it still too soon, am I still a little too fixated on the unfairness of what happened with Scully when we were managing his kidney disease well and he should’ve had several more months at least, am I also still too stuck on the illogical idea that it doesn’t make sense that he’s gone and therefore if I do exactly the right thing I can have him back (there is nothing rational about this, obviously, and consciously I understand that’s not how it works, but my subconscious is just like “death??? what is????? NOPE DON’T GET IT”), should I wait longer? obviously I can, there’s nothing saying I have to get another dog when I said I probably would, but on the other hand I really do want Hazy, and if I am going to get her I want to do that soon so she can get out of foster care and into a forever home…but maybe I should still wait longer…but if I keep waiting, especially if the midterms go badly (because, well, if things get really bad and I end up wanting to leave the country, a dog would probably make that harder, and if I don’t or can’t leave, there’s still the possibility of lots of worse things I don’t want to drag a dog into), I might just never get one…and I really do want another dog, and specifically I like Hazy a lot, and it’s silly to think I should pass on her because maybe then I’ll miss out on The Perfect Dog, given that no such thing objectively exists and anyway I didn’t even pick Scully but he quickly became The Perfect Dog for me and there’s really no reason another dog like Hazy couldn’t also become The Perfect Dog…BUT HOW DO I KNOW so maybe I should wait until I’m sure…but I am very nearly as indecisive as Chidi and therefore I will probably never be completely sure and therefore I should just go ahead and adopt this dog I like…but maybe I should wait longer anyway…
honestly there are more reasons to adopt Hazy than not to, and I’d be sad if somebody else got her first which is also a good indication I should go for it, and yet my garbage brain is still going “yeah but what if, WHAT IF”